The Deaf Taoist was not lying. In less than half a day, Lu Li ran into another two lunatics. Both of them were at the peak of the Semi-God Realm.
One of the lunatics was fast. He dashed out from below like a ghost. Lu Li and the Deaf Taoist thought he was going to attack.
However, the lunatic circled around the Wicked Bead and then dived into the lake. Then, he came out with a big fish in his arms. He opened his mouth and bit the fish. His mouth was covered in blood …
Lu Li and the Deaf Taoist left the man alone after they were sure that he was a lunatic. But they felt it was a pity that the man's footwork was too slow.
His footwork was strange. Just now, he was about to be hit by the Wicked Bead, but he dodged in an instant. In that instant, he was even faster than the Wicked Bead.
This must be some kind of secret skill. But the old man had lost his mind. It seemed that this skill would be lost.
The map given by the Blood Emperor's servant was to the northeast of the Prison of Soul, a distance from the exit. It would take Lu Li three to four days.
If he flew in the Wicked Bead at full speed, it would only take him two days.
It was a pity that the Deaf Taoist said they could not go too fast because some places in the Prison of Soul were horrifying. It would be hard to come out.
Half a day later, the Deaf Taoist stopped. Pointing to a huge dark cave, he said, "This is the famous Bottomless Pit. Throughout history, none of the powerful warriors that entered the Bottomless Pit came out. Not one!"
"Not one?"
The Deaf Taoist would not lie. Lu Li's heart skipped a beat.
How many powerful warriors were there in the nine universes?
Many must have come to the Prison of Soul.
Experts were all very daring, and there were probably countless experts who had entered the bottomless pit, right?
But none came out?
What was in the Bottomless Pit?
Lu Li was very curious. He almost couldn't help but want to go in and find out.
Putting aside the fact that so many experts had entered, how many treasures would there be inside?
Seeing that Lu Li did not say anything, the Deaf Taoist knew that Lu Li was interested. The Deaf Taoist poured cold water on Lu Li. "Lord, you'd better not do anything rash. In history, there was an immortal that went in and … never came out!"
"What?"
Lu Li was scared out of his wits this time. How powerful was an immortal?
Although the Peak of Soul Formation Stage was only one step away from the God State, the difference in strength was like the difference between an ordinary person and a Soul Formation Stage expert.
Logically speaking, a Godly State Expert could sweep across the Nine Realms, and any place would be like flat ground to a Godly State Expert.
But he didn't expect that this dark cave, which didn't look very scary, could actually trap a God State Expert?
"Let's go!"
Lu Li's curiosity vanished. He didn't care if there were many Relics in such a horrifying place. If he lost his life, hundreds of Relics would be meaningless.
They took a detour and flew on. Now, Lu Li believed that the Deaf Taoist was telling the truth.
A place like the Soul Prison was truly not a place that one could simply barge into. A single mishap and one wouldn't even know how they died.
"Not good!"
Another couple of hours later, the Deaf Taoist suddenly yelled, "Lord, teleport me in."
Without hesitation, Lu Li sent the Deaf Taoist in. The latter was still frightened. He took a deep breath and said, "There is Ghastly Wind up ahead, and it is strong. There must be a large number of Soul Biting Ants."
Lu Li was curious. He used psychic power to check. There was a gust of Ghastly Wind.
The Ghastly Wind was overwhelming, covering an area.
Lu Li used psychic power to check the Ghastly Wind. He could see some faint shadows, the size of ants, very small.
"Those are Soul Biting Ants?"
Lu Li was taken aback. If it were not for the Deaf Taoist's warning, if he didn't have a Relic and came here alone, he wouldn't even know how he died.
Those Soul Biting Ants didn't seem to be a threat at all. If Lu Li didn't look carefully, he wouldn't even notice them. He would think they were just sand …
In the Ghastly Wind, there were not just one or two Soul Biting Ants, but everywhere. Lu Li could see at least hundreds of them.
He could imagine that once a warrior was enveloped by the Ghastly Wind and the Soul Biting Ants were attacking the warrior's soul, the Soul Biting Ants would devour the warrior's soul quickly. The warrior wouldn't even know how he died.
The Ghastly Wind blew over. Lu Li breathed with lingering fear. He flew the Wicked Bead for some distance before he said to the Deaf Taoist, "It's okay now. We are safe."
The Deaf Taoist teleported out and continued to lead the way.
Every couple of hours, they would run into Ghastly Wind and some Beasts of Primordial Chaos in the Prison of Soul.
The Beasts of Primordial Chaos here were not large in size and all of them could launch soul attacks. Luckily, the Deaf Taoist's soul was strong. Lu Li didn't need to help anymore.
Along the way, Lu Li ran into some more lunatics. One of them was dying. He was crawling on a mountain, weak and feeble.
Many parts of his body were rotting. It was difficult for him to climb up a mountain.
His eyes were empty and lifeless, like a walking corpse.
Lu Li took a look and ordered the Deaf Taoist to kill the man.
He would rather die than live like this. He had lost his soul and his body was in such a state. Lu Li might as well send him on his way.
Once again, Lu Li sensed the difficulty of the path of cultivation. How many warriors were there in the nine universes?
How many could reach the Semi-God Realm?
How many were stuck at the last step?
How many could become immortals in a million years?
Even if he went to the Immortal World, would he really be able to live forever?
In the Waters Region and several other universes, there were warriors who became immortals but died tragically in the Divinity.
Emperor of Heaven Reverse, Yan Tiangang, and the others went to the Divinity for so many years and finally became mighty warriors in the Divinity. However, they could not even come back once …
It was said that Yan Tiangang had been a slave to a powerful warrior for one hundred thousand years in order to bring the Relic back to the Yan Family.
Even an immortal had to be a slave. It was not hard to imagine how difficult the path of cultivation was.
"Phew, phew ~"
Lu Li's mind was weighed down by this thought.
He had not become an immortal yet. For him, becoming an immortal was only the first step. How to survive in the Divinity and how to escape from Yan Tiangang, God of Wings, and God of Barbarian was the second step.
He had to find Lu Ling in the Divinity. It was said that the Divinity was boundless. It was said that it was impossible for someone like God of Barbarian to go across the southern Divinity …
Lu Li also promised Emperor Zi that he would go to the Third Plane of the Divinity to find his daughter and find a way to kill his enemy, an emperor at the Third Plane of the Divinity!
The thought of it gave Lu Li a headache. For many, becoming an immortal was the ultimate dream.
For Lu Li, becoming an immortal was just the beginning. That was still a long way in the future …
"Forget it!"
Lu Li shook his head. He turned to Lu Renhuang and made up his mind.
When Lu Li was just born, Lu Renhuang took his mother to the Ice Abyss. Back then, Lu Ling was only four years old!
What did a four-year-old know?
What could she do?
What was more, his grandpa had died a tragic death back then. Lu Ling had no one to rely on. She had to rely on herself. But she survived and raised him.